Image from blog Soul Sanctuary
Flip the switch that switched in me.
Where did that feeling of rest go to be.
Wonder never cease and the sun shines bright.
Can I go back to that place of fancy free and flight?
If I could, I'd throw that worry switch far away,
so it would never again darken my door or
see the light of day.
Let loose that hair and put on those comfy clothes,
no matter the placement rest won't have to say
"Adios!"
Flip that switch that switched so silently...
Flick it again, and quick get out that duct tape and
stick flurry forever "off" and away from me.
T.L. Eastman July 2010
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